ChainMail

(album: AmericanSweetheart - 2022)

Chainmail, head to toe, with a mace in my hand
I done hit the level cap before you came to this land
Two-handed swords and shields, its all gold
Blacksmith how I swing, by the heat of the coal
Wrist getting sore, I clock out and pour
At the pub with my team, thunder ale galore
Paddeling up the shore and docking at the port
I'm a travelling merchant, goods never running short
Pack full of gold, and the platinum pipe
I thrive in the dark, all I wanna do is light
My stats too high for the average man, think twice before you speak to the skeleton man

Dark age blunts all that I smoke
Gemstones on my throat, let the commoners know (Who the King?)
Dark age blunts all that I smoke
Gemstones on my throat, let the commoners know

Keep it honest with the masses, that's why they lashing
Out at any opposition tryna attack me
They know I'd do the same if some shit got hectic
Rain fire on your village
Turn your town to ashes
Pitchforks up and torches lit, I read your palm
All I saw was misfortune, bitch, I foresee hellfire in your very near future
Heard you wanna take me out, saw me, but ain't do shit
Just like a peasant, all talk no action
Vagabond reputation, wandering is a habit
You stalling, falling, back-up calling
I'm wandering through the vineyard looking around astounded
(SESH)

Dark age blunts all that I smoke
Gemstones on my throat, let the commoners know (Who the King?)
Dark age blunts all that I smoke
Gemstones on my throat, let the commoners know